An SPG that Makes Sense

Of course I should be myself, and the way I am is that sleeping around isn’t a big deal to me. If he didn’t want me to sleep with another man, then I wouldn’t. I don’t think he gets it, but to me, my time with him is worth it’s value in the gratification I get in return. I wouldn’t bother to sleep with someone else because it’ll hurt him and it just wouldn’t be worth my time,

So, sex with someone else would not only hurt someone I love, but it would also be a waste of my time, and an unnecessary expenditure of my emotions, and perhaps a chance at catching a nasty disease. And the sex isn’t even going to be guaranteed as good. Now, if that were the case, why would I sleep with someone else?

this is from the infamous SARONG PARTY GIRL, whom i think is pretty much awesomely intelligent, and happens to make a lot of sense. i do not see why she’s condemned for being comfortable with her sexuality and writing about it. she’s just taking it one step further than you are anyway.

so. the extract is an example of her ingenuity, yay that i’ve found someone who’d think like that. it’s what i call a feel good character. she makes me feel good about myself. not that i think she’s a dirty whore. just makes me think that if this is someone else’s stand on the matter, then i’m better off than just okayy.

it sounds like i’m standing next to her just to look good. HAHAA. i’ll admit that i’m a very shallow person here, thanks very much.

whatever. it’s not as if you don’t do it either, don’t lie.

on another note, i find that i’ve never had a such an immense dislike for computer games as i do now. women these days are no match for the entertainment these annoying little inventions the human minds concoct.

well.

i’m probably being a grouch and making an issue over nothing, but i don’t like being ignored on the account of such inane activities, ie slaying mythological creatures in a game that earns you style points. boyy, you’re not earning any with me. -pouts

i want to go out with you love, so i can snatch you away from the stupid creatures that hold your attention whenever the computer is within your reach. or the bed. (i know what you’re thinking, and that’s not it.)

despite my constant whining and complaining (i am a girl after all.), i must say that i am truly, madly, deeply in love with my boyfriend and that he’s the best. our relationship is progressing nicely, and we’re very, very happy. but of course, you would care about that, would you. tch.

no one ever cares about genuine feelings anymore, i think. it’s the bitching and gossip that’s entertaining. ISN’T IT, YOU FUCKING WHORES AND SLAVES TO THE CONTAMINATED RANTINGS OF OTHER DERANGED PEOPLE WHO HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO.

-deep breath

bye.